impaled And your life is always in my hands Begotten son of wrath Begotten son of wrath Begotten son of wrath Begotten son of wrath Like a guiding
days are numbered tyhe stubborn land has to be free Shattered, wasted land see you in bloodred tonight I'm the begotten son of wrath the one who decides
Fordítás: Kegyetlenség. Fia (Of Wrath).
